Which 20th?

Thankfully November. And if my assistant comes back next week, I might (yes, might) be able to scale that back.

Sending no-headache~ma...

So I might as well take yours, Jessica.

It's not quite a migraine, but you're welcome to it anyway. Maybe your headache and mine will fight and kill each other.

I just popped a couple of Aleve for my fun little head-pounding aches. Blech.

And if my assistant comes back next week

::fingers crossed tight::

FRELL NOVEMBER 2nd.

Thank you.

Consider it frelled.

Did they rule out macular deterioration, Betsy?

He looked at my retina through every instrument known to man, so I'm thinking yes.

Joining in the frelling of this day. Ew.

Also {{{Bitches}}}

Warning: internet pass-on joke ahead.

Two women are new arrivals at the pearly gates and compare stories on how they died:

1st woman: I froze to death.
2nd woman: How horrible.
1st woman: It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to get warm and sleepy, and finally died a peaceful death. What about you?

2nd woman: I died of a massive heart attack. I suspected that my husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act. But instead, I found him all by himself in the den watching TV.
1st woman: So what happened?
2nd woman: I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere that I started running all over the house looking. I ran up into the attic and searched , and down into the basement. Then I went through every closet and checked under all the beds. I kept this up until I had looked everywhere, and finally I became so exhausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack and died.
1st woman: Too bad you didn't look in the freezer -- we'd both still be alive.

BWAH! Here's another:

A cabbie picks up a nun. She gets into the cab, and the cab driver won't stop staring at her. She asks him why is he staring and he replies,  "I have a question to ask you but I don't want to offend you."

She answers, "My dear son, you cannot offend me. When you're as old  as  I am  and have been a nun as long as I have, you get a chance to see and hear just about everything, I'm sure that there's nothing you could say or ask  that I  would find offensive."

"Well, I've always had a fantasy to have a nun kiss me." She responds, "Well, lets see what we can do about that;- #1 you have to  be  single and,- #2 you must be Catholic."

The cab driver is very excited and says, "Yes, I am single and I'm Catholic too."

"Okay," the nun says, "pull into the next alley."

He does and she fulfills his fantasy with a kiss that would make a hooker blush.

But when they got back on the road the cab driver starts crying.

"My dear child," says the nun, "why are you crying?"

"Forgive me Sister, but I have sinned. I lied, I must confess, I'm married and I'm Jewish."

The nun says, "That's okay, my name is Kevin and I'm on my way to a Halloween Party."